Mesmerized by the steam from the mug a voice behind me broke the spell. I whipped around to find an ageless woman smiling with twinkling eyes. I stared up at her from my 5 foot vintage point noticing that her skin shimmered. She indicated the abandon coffee, “can’t find her, poof, gone!” It was a startling confirmation of my thoughts.
I followed her gaze back to the mug. There was a hint of hostility when she said, “my name is Glitter, and you are?” When she tucked her long hair behind her pointed ears I choked on my own name
By Shari Marshall – April 7, 2018
Prompt for this 100 word post is from 101 Writing Prompts, prompt #42.